Triplet teenagers, a 10 year old sports phenom (just ask him yourself) and a sassy but sweet 3-year-old. Oh yeah, I also have two jobs and a husband. Things are crazy all around and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Random Musings on a Tuesday Afternoon

All my children are in school in the afternoon. Lest you think I have nothing better to do than update my blog, let me assure you that I am posting to avoid doing all of those mundane things that make my job a wee bit boring. Laundry and toilets...what a joy! So, here are those things that are running through my mind right now as I speak...

1. What is he thinking???? I may sound like a democrat here, but why is letting an Arab country take over our ports a good idea? For that matter why do any countries other than our own control our ports? That seems like a no-brainer to me and yet...

2. Finally had "THE TALK" with Trisha. I had put it off for months, bought several books ont he subject and in the end I just old her straight out without the help of any visual aids. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be really. I'm sad that I wasn't able to protect her innocence longer. But, she was asking questions and I am determined that the culture and her friends are not going to be the voices that define this discussion for her. SHe thought the whole thing was gross. And, she said to the brothers, "Believe me. You DON"T want to hear about how babies are made during dinner....you'll puke!"

3. Read an article yesterday that confirmed statistics I had already heard: divorce rate among parents with a child with a disability nears 100%. WOW. It boggles my mind and yet it doesn't. A lot of defense mechanisms have to go up so that your heart isn't completely broken everytime something doesn't go your child's way...which is often. Unfortunately, a person can forget to let those defenses down and it is easy to forget who/what you are fighting and who/what you are not. I am thankful that Rob and I are in a good place.

4. Did you know that the first long distance phone call was made from Cape Girardeau, MO in 1877. I learned that helping my 2nd grader with his school project. You learn something new everyday.

1 comment:

I have to think parents who struggled with infertilty have an even harder time with that discussion. "Usually, the mommy and the daddy share a special kind of hug, however, with you, daddy 'hugged' a specimen cup and mommy had her eggs aspriated through a very big needle...four days later, you were a blastocyst!"

Too hilarious what T told her brothers. You have a smart one there, friend. And I admire your stand on not letting the culture drive the discussion for your kids. It's even worse than it was when we were young--and not only does that make ME sound like a Republican but a very very old one :-).

And if you feel bad about dodging your job, I am paying a sitter for me to sit here and procrastinate on this deadline I have! :-) Argh!